Ye Tianlong walked in, warm, calm, but full of spirits.

Seeing his appearance, the observant artist clearly saw that Song Shao's hand holding the gun shook, and there was resentment in his eyes, but more jealous.

This not too obvious action shocked everyone present, because everyone knew what it meant.

Their eyes looking at Ye Tianlong were a little surprised, and it was obviously hard to believe the dignity of this young man, who would show dignity to Song Shao.

The first three of the uncles were taken aback for a moment, and then he uttered a low voice: "Ye Tianlong, what are you doing? Are you here to give the head away?"

He had already seen Song Donghua's gang great, naturally worried that Ye Tianlong would also fall into this whirlpool.

"We are friends, partners, and brothers. You still come out for Beibei. You have something wrong. How can I not come?"

Ye Tianlong passed through the crowd of fragrant wind gusts, and slowly appeared in front of Uncle Sanjia: "Also, you don't have to worry about my head."

"In this world, I am the only one who takes people's heads, and I never let others take me."

At this time, Ma Gang had recognized Ye Tianlong, and he took a step forward and shouted, "Boy, you again?"

"Sent Beibei to my room last night, and he arrogantly filled me with a drink. I couldn't follow it, and he hit me with a wine bottle."

In the angry gaze of the uncle's top three, he tried to discredit Ye Tianlong and Han Jing, and then he sternly shouted:

"I'm looking for you to settle the account. I didn't expect that you took the initiative to send it to the door. It's great, great, come, and take him down for me."

"Beat it hard and then send it to the police station to jail."

Encouraged by the bald fat guys, Ma Gang turned things upside down: "By the way, there is Beibei. Find her and hand it to the people for trial."

Several bodyguards of Ma Gang rushed up to try, but they were kicked by him before they touched Ye Tianlong, and fell to the ground wailing.

Ma Gang was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect Ye Tianlong to be so powerful, but he quickly raised his face and shouted: "Dare you hit someone when you make a mistake?"

"You are too lawless, come, come, call the police, catch the bad guys..."

When Ma Gang hurriedly told people to take Ye Tianlong, Ye Tianlong didn't even look at Ma Gang. He went straight to the front of his uncle Sanjia.

He calmly turned away from the mushroom heads, and pulled a chair to sit down with Uncle Sanjia: "Is the injury serious?"

The people in Mushroom Head originally wanted to attack Ye Tianlong, but Song Donghua's winks stopped them, and the hatred and fear of broken arms were intertwined in their hearts.

So before taking action against Ye Tianlong, Song Donghua wanted to find out.

At this time, the uncle Sanjia grinned, simply bandaged his wound and replied: "I'm fine, but you really shouldn't come."

"It's all here, let me show off."

Ye Tianlong flashed a smile, then walked to Song Donghua, his voice was flat and said, "Song Shao, it's been a long time since I saw you, the prestige is still there."

"Hurting so many friends of mine, and making my brother kneel down. Compared to last time, you have a much bigger air. I admire and admire him."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "But I heard that you were a rat crossing the street recently. Why, the capital can't stay in the city anymore, so it's going to show off in the sky?"

In order for Confucius to retaliate against the Song family, it was Song Donghua who retaliated against him. He not only exposed his foreign scandals, but also published a report of his dark illness.

So in the capital circle, Song Donghua was blank.

Song Donghua's face became cold, and she lied inwardly: "Ye Tianlong, for Chenxue's sake, I will let you go, don't make trouble!"

"I let you go. It's not that I can't deal with you, but I'm giving Chenxue and Rong's face."

Thinking of breaking his arm, Song Donghua felt murderous in his heart: "You'd better be a man with your tail clipped. Good luck can only be done once, not a second time!"

The uncle's top three passed by with a touch of astonishment, but he did not expect that Ye Tianlong and Song Donghua had a rift.

"Make trouble? Do you think I am a person who likes to make trouble?"

The corner of Ye Tianlong's mouth evoked a touch of joking: "The real thing is that you want to support the horse guide. He prescribed medicine against Beibei last night."

"I and Beibei taught him a lesson, and Director Ma was upset, so today we made a lot of things to deliberately discredit Beibei's character and style."

"My uncle Sanjia and I are both here to seek justice, Song Shao, you are also a descendant of the family, are you sure you want to support Ma Gang to the end?"

Ye Tianlong sighed softly: "I'm not afraid to tell you, I have full evidence that Ma Gang is playing a rogue, you really want to protect him?"

"If you really want to protect him, then I will step on you today."

Ye Tianlong poured himself a glass of red wine: "If you are worried that you can't play with me, you can call someone now, and I will accept as many calls."

This unremarkable imposing manner of King's Landing made Xiang from the proud Mushroom Head feel very uncomfortable.

He had always been the only one who taught others that even his uncle's top three would ridicule them, but the boy in front of him yelled at them with a grimace.

"Boy, how did you talk to Song Shao?"

Mushroom head leaned forward slightly and approached Ye Tianlong to grab his neck: "Don't have a small family background, you will feel invincible in the world."

"Tell you, in this world, there are people outside the world, and there are heaven outside the sky."

He screamed and shouted, "You immediately apologize to Young Master Song and let you go tonight, or I will kill you on the spot."

"Snapped!"

Before the mushroom head's hand caught his neck, Ye Tianlong went to the side of his body, grabbing his fingers directly, and snapped three of them with a click.

Before the mushroom hair screamed, Ye Tianlong pushed him down on the table again, grabbed a red wine bottle with his backhand, and smashed it down without blinking.

"boom!"

The thick wine bottle shattered, and the wine shot all around with a burst of red blood.

The mushroom-headed man was bloodied and his face was scratched by glass slag, looking shocking.

Everyone in the audience was completely dumbfounded, violent, and **** impacted their eyeballs, but Ye Tianlong was more arrogant than Song Donghua.

"Kill them"

Seeing Ye Tianlong's arrogance, several red police officers roared together, carrying their guns and rushing towards Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tian slammed the mushroom-headed man abruptly, and the latter slammed into the crowd, knocking all the companions who rushed up to the ground, embarrassed.

"You just hurt your uncle's cronies. I'm just asking for a little interest. You'd better not provoke me again."

Ye Tianlong sneered: "Otherwise, I won't blame me for being so stubborn."

His voice was cold and ruthless, completely opposite to the gentleness when he first came in.

"Boy, do you dare to attack the police?"

The man with mushroom head was very angry: "I tell you, you are finished."

Song Donghua also clenched his fists tightly: "Ye Tianlong, you are too presumptuous, in broad daylight, those who dare to beat me are hateful! hateful!"

Ma Gang was also murderous: "Young Master Song, catch this bastard, it's lawless, lawless!"

The people around him agreed, Song Shao bullied his uncle and the top three. These people took it for granted that Ye Tianlong called Song Shao and they were unhappy.

"End?"

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "Why?"

The mushroom-headed man took out his black notebook and slapped it in front of Ye Tianlong and shouted, "Is this enough?"

Several companions also raised their guns and approached Ye Tianlong murderously.

"Red Alert?"

Ye Tianlong smiled upon seeing this: "Is my identity?"

Song Donghua slapped the table, and came three-pointers **** shouting: "Can't you afford it? You have the ability, come back to us!"

Several of Song's subordinates also took out their documents and slapped them in front of Ye Tianlong, like four A's, in a tough posture that pressured him.

The young artist's eyes are springing up, Jiaohuo this is the real big and young.

At this moment, Ye Tianlong took out two things from his arms and slammed them to the table and shouted: "Wang Bo!"

With a bang, two things slammed in front of Song Donghua.

A dragon soul bell, a Taijun order...

Song Donghua's smile stopped on the spot.